I’m Obsessed With the Suspect - Chapter 5

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5

“Well, the room… it’s too dirty.”

“…”

Just as Cheong-a said, Yushin’s research lab was quite serious.

“I’ve never seen books piled up like a mountain on a desk before. Oh, um. So that flowerpot on the windowsill looks like it’s dried up.”

Next to the sofa where Cheong-a sat, lab coats that seemed to have been worn and taken off were piled high.

“The reason you can’t sit on the sofa and are sitting on the table is probably because there’s no place to sit…?”

The more she spoke, the more Yushin’s expression crumpled.

She wanted to stop talking now, but her mouth kept running.

She wondered if this was because she had hurt her head. Otherwise, there was no way she would ramble on like this.

“Is it an occupational hazard…? When I look at other places… it’s noisy inside… The only well-organized thing in here is your face, Professor…”

It was the moment Cheong-a’s words trailed off.

Smack!

“Ow!”

If she hadn’t let her guard down, she wouldn’t have been hit so directly.

Yushin’s palm had already slapped against her forehead and fallen away.

Cheong-a reflexively raised her hand to cover her forehead.

What she felt was the shape of a smooth and neatly applied bandage. Having received countless first aid treatments while working in the violent crimes unit, she could immediately tell that Yushin’s skills were quite good.

“It’s done, so let’s go.”

Yushin nodded his chin and got up from the table.

“It won’t scar. Avoid getting it wet for a while. If you think your head got worse, well, it’s probably just your imagination, but tell me first.”

Cheong-a couldn’t give any particular answer and just bowed her head in greeting before leaving the room.

However, the moment the door closed, she had to stop walking in front of it.

It was because she felt something strange only after Yushin’s face disappeared from her sight.

‘He’s an internal medicine doctor. How is he so good at first aid?’

The definitive tone saying it wouldn’t scar.

The skillfulness of the treatment process.

It was a bit strange for an internal medicine specialist to perform such quick and clean dressing.

Cheong-a narrowed her eyes and glanced at the door.

‘Suspicious. No matter how I look at it, something smells fishy.’

There was nothing particularly noticeable in the room she had looked around.

It was just dirty.

But that made it even more suspicious.

“Ah, really, what is it? I don’t know. I don’t know… This puzzling feeling is a first. What is this?”

However, she didn’t have long to think about it.

After checking her watch once, she had to quickly go back to finish the remaining cleaning.

***

After Cheong-a left the room, Yushin couldn’t move for a long time, leaning against the table.

He had quickly opened the door to check the presence he sensed outside. Unluckily, he didn’t know that Cheong-a would get hit directly by that door.

The thud he felt through the handle was still vivid.

And what came into view was Cheong-a hitting her forehead against the iron door and falling backward.

Yushin moved to help her without hesitation, but… as it turned out, there was no need.

The moment her head almost touched the floor, she quickly came to her senses and succeeded in a safe landing using a breakfall technique.

Instinct? Definitely not.

That was movement more perfect than most athletes. It was clearly the result of grueling repetitive training.

Yushin’s fingertips tapped the edge of the table.

Breakfall technique.

‘A woman who uses breakfall techniques when her mind isn’t even fully intact.’

It didn’t take long for suspicion to turn into certainty.

Yushin took out his phone and started calling somewhere. After the ringtone played for a while, the connected party spoke in a drowsy voice.

[Uh… Scalpel.]

“Are you still sleeping? Wake up. Do some work.”

[What, what time is it…? Wow, I just fell asleep, this really sucks.]

“Stop talking nonsense and earn your keep. Look into the background of a cleaner here.”

Yushin told the man the name Park Bokseon and the day she first came to work. From the other end of the earphone came the sound of yawning and keyboard clicking.

[First, the hospital where our Professor Scalpel is… Boksan University Incheon. The service company is Seojeong Power Clean. Ah, BG Labs. Mm-hmm.]

“…”

[Ms. Park Bokseon. Age 40. Married for 10 years. Wow, she must get along really well with her husband. She’s a mother of many children.]

“Forty-two? Many children?”

Forty-two. At this nonsensical story, he sprang up from his seat.

At the clattering sound of the chair being pushed back, Chamkkae giggled.

[But what does this woman do? This is interesting.]

Yushin pulled at his tie knot as if frustrated and waited for Chamkkae’s continuation.

[I see she went to work at the hospital today and also went grocery shopping at the supermarket in front of her house. She must have two bodies. Let’s see, let’s see. Ah, mm. Oh, what’s this?]

“Hey! Don’t add unnecessary commentary and just tell me the conclusion!”

At Yushin’s loud voice, Chamkkae laughed again.

[Geez, what a nasty temper. This is a constructed cover.]

“A cover? A fake identity?”

[Yeah. The real Ms. Park Bokseon is at home doing housework, and the one who entered Boksan University Hospital is… Kim Chung-a? It’s Kim Chung-a.]

Kim Chung-a!

At Chamkkae’s words, Yushin slapped his forehead.

‘So that’s why she asked if I called her name.’

And only then could he realize that the phone conversation he overheard in the elevator was also “Cheong-a, fighting” not “Cheonghwa fighting.”

[Huh? Scalpel! This is big trouble.]

His long thoughts were interrupted by Chamkkae’s urgent voice.

[This lady is a magpie!]

“…What does that mean?”

[She’s a cop from the Police University!]

Yushin squeezed his eyes shut and let out an annoyed breath.

“Ah, shit. Why is a cop here?”

[She belongs to Violent Crimes Unit 2 at Incheon Central Police Station. Wow, but how did a Police University graduate end up there? Did she commit some big crime?]

Incheon Central Police Station. As Yushin remembered, there was no separate narcotics investigation team there. He thought he heard that Violent Crimes Unit 2 probably took on that role…

“Did the police catch on?”

[No. There’s no such indication. But it would be good to be more careful. This lady’s arrest rate is totally sexy.]

“…Stop talking nonsense and gather more information. Just in case, put some fog over my personal information.”

After hanging up, Yushin’s gaze turned to the blood-stained gauze on the table. Yushin slowly reached out and picked it up.

The unusually red gauze swayed at his fingertips.

“A police officer… A cute one has attached herself to me.”

***

The fitness room at Incheon Central Police Station is not popular.

The old air conditioner made rattling sounds, and the facilities were poor. That’s why few people visited.

There, Cheong-a and Inkyu faced each other and circled around.

The knife in Inkyu’s hand gleamed and shone. Cheong-a raised both hands in front of her chest and watched his movements.

And instantly, Inkyu’s body shot forward and his arm extended.

Cheong-a twisted her upper body to avoid the blade. At the same time, she roughly struck Inkyu’s wrist with her hand blade.

“Ugh!”

Inkyu caught the dropped knife with his other hand and quickly stabbed it toward Cheong-a’s side.

Thud.

“Ahhh!”

Cheong-a clutched her side and collapsed on the spot.

“Cheong-a!”

Inkyu’s face turned pale in an instant as he threw down the knife and rushed over.

“A-are you okay?”

“Ow, that hurts. Wow, you’re incredibly strong.”

“That’s why I told you we shouldn’t do this.”

Cheong-a wiped away the tears that had welled up and shook her head.

“It’s better to get stabbed by a training knife than to feel wronged getting cut in the field.”

“But you can’t dodge it even once no matter how much we practice…”

“How am I supposed to dodge the movements of someone who spent 10 years in special forces practicing knife attacks?”

Cheong-a flopped down on the floor and let out a deep sigh.

“There wasn’t a single guy at headquarters who could stab me. You’re just incredible, hyung.”

“…”

At her voice praising him, Inkyu awkwardly fidgeted with the tip of his ear.

“Anyway, when we go to the field, there’s no one better with a knife than you, hyung. So I like learning by getting hit by you.”

Cheong-a pouted her lips as she lifted her clothes to check her side, and Park Inkyu hastily turned his gaze away.

“Geez. I’m going to have bruises tomorrow. Hyung, haven’t I improved at least a little?”

At her voice begging for praise, Inkyu burst into laughter. He ruffled Cheong-a’s hair a couple times with his large hand.

“Undercover investigation alone must be tough, so why are you working so hard at this?”

“Why do you think? Because there’s a suspicious smell coming from the hospital.”

“Did you find something?”

It wasn’t a difficult question. Cheong-a awkwardly brushed back her hair and avoided his gaze.

What came to mind was Min Yoo-shin’s face.

“…Maybe?”

“What’s with that vague answer?”

“There’s an incredibly handsome professor at the hospital.”

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